Chapter 12

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After getting out of the building with everyone staring at her weirdly, she got in her car but never started the engine. She wasn't strong enough for it. Lydia bursted into tears, hoping that all of this would be a dream and she would wake up from it as soon as possible. She even pinched herself in her arm to see if it was true. It was.

She stayed in her car, the only sound in there was her sobs and snifs she took once in a while. Her car window was open and she decided to drive to a place just to nobody see her crying there.

Few seconds later, Lydia was in the parking lot, still with her window opened. 5 minutes later, someone approached her car, she turned to see who it was but quickly covered her face after seeing who it was closing her car window.

Stiles.

"Lydia, come on!" He said after knocking the window a few times. "Just go away!" She said cleaning her tears, hiding her face. "What's wrong?" Stiles asked while still knocking the window. "Look, I don't need anyone seeing me cry!" She explained. "You shouldn't care people seeing you cry alright? Specially you." Stiles explained, trying to make her feel more happy. "Why?" Lydia asked. "Because I think you look really beautiful when you cry." Stiles said, all the words coming from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that Lydia doubted in herself too much for some reason. But Stiles never knew why. Does she think she's not perfect? Does she think she's not good enough? Or is Aiden the one that puts her down all the time? Lydia slowly pressed the button and the window scrolled down, allowing Stiles to talk to her directly.

They stayed in a few minutes of silence. Stiles was waiting for Lydia to calm herself down but Lydia was just waiting for him to do something. Hold her hand, kiss her, tease her, ask her if she's okay. Anything.

"So, what happened?" Stiles finally questioned. "I prefer not to talk here." Lydia said not making eye contact with him. Stiles nodded understanding. "Where do you want to go?" Stiles asked softly. Lydia shrugged, thinking about where she could go. "Home, I guess."

Stiles nodded. "Okay, go, I just need to get something-"

"Lydia!" Someone yelled running towards them. Stiles was the first one to see who it could be. He furrowed his eyebrows but didn't say anything. Lydia tried to clean the tears but it only made it worse when she heard that voice, her mind was in flashback mode, knowing that it was Aiden that was after her eventually.

Stiles looked at her, not knowing what was going on. He was about to step away of the car when Lydia grabbed his hand and slightly pulled him to her. Stiles and Lydia engaged a look before she step out the car without even cleaning her tears.

"Lydia, please can I talk to you?" Aiden asked desperately. "No," Lydia answered with a cold tone of voice. "There's nothing to talk about." And there wasn't!

So, first of all, Lydia caught you cheating on her and you don't even apologise her? Guys, did he even apologise her? I don't remember. Oh wait, he didn't. And now Aiden, you have the nerve to say you need to talk? It's not going to work, honey. Nuh uh. And you called her a bitch. You motherfucker. Let's just keep going because I'm loosing my patience.

"What's going on?" Stiles asked still confused. "Lydia please just let me talk, okay? I'm so-"

"Oh, you're sorry?!" Lydia yelled in frustration. Her voice was cold and deep, her eyebrows were furrowed and you could see the amount of anger and sadness he cause her through her eyes. "You're sorry now? What are you going to say, that you love me?! Aiden, if you really did love me, you wouldn't do that. So just do me a favor and leave me alone."

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